" I replied.You may think that this is the end of my story, or that it's not reallytrue... but I can tell you that it really happened. Not only did it...appen once but it became quite a regular thing between us all, every sooften we would all meet at Helens or Madeline's place, whenever we couldarrange to be away from the men in our families. Each time I would dressas one of the girls... mostly so we could all feel the same, I didn'tcrossdress much at home, Mum let me wear anything I wanted from. I had thought to wear my usual bra, butdecided to be more daring today. After I put the pads inside mypantyhose, I went to my wife's lingerie drawers and found the whitelace body briefer with the push-up pads in the cups. It sits a littlelow on my breasts, but the pull of the garment's crotch on mine was mymain goal.I arranged my "breasts" in the cups and pulled the straps up on myshoulders. My crotch responded in the right way to the tightnesssurrounding it. I slipped a rose full slip from her. Mi thik aahe mhanalo. Sandhyakali mi lavkar mhanje 6 wajatach auntycya ghari gelo.Auntyne red color chi sadi va matching blouse ghatla hota, adhich madak figure tyat red color chi sadi tyamule aunty evdhi hot disat hoti ki watala hila ethech ubhyane kachakchun zavav. Tila pahun mazya bullyane punha pant madye tambu banavala, tichya berki najrene te tabadtob herala. Ti mala mhanali, bara zala, lavkar aalas, mala market madun thoda saman ghyaychay, chal tuzi byke ghe. Mag mi va aunty market la. More than that, I solve their problems. This is the best and worst job for someone who needs to feel she has met the needs of all around her. My day starts with me receiving an email from a client with a problem. I help her. As she responds with gratitude and relief, I feel my light inside glowing.Relaxing back in my chair, I allow these positive emotions to sink in, resulting in tummy tingling. Here comes a call from another who needs me. Eager to please, I help her too, absorbing her newfound.